Canvas of emotions
Every time you like someone, it arrives with the freshness of a morning dew, it carries a sense of newness and spark of hope that this might be different this time. There is a movie called, " kabir Singh. " I would like to believe you guys have watched it. There is this line in that movie that's stuck with me: I like the way you breathe. It's strange and embarrassing to admit that I found comfort in rhythm of his breath. We often slept on the phone together, and in quite of night his breathing become reminder that someone is there, a presence that brought me solace. I always knew our paths don't align. Our dreams and desires do not lead to future together. But still I wanted a little more time with him. Though our paths have separated for the best I still wanna hold on to the memory of him as something meaningful and sweet. I always say he is my bittersweet experience. Today, I wanna set aside the criticisms and shortcomings. Today, I want to focus on my feeling...